(To the tune of Leaving On A Jet Plane)
Oh, my back is wet, and I’m here to work
The menial jobs your people shirk.
Already, I’ve got three forms of I.D.
My wife’s expecting, any day.
When the nino comes, we’ll have a way
To qualify for housing subsidy.
So grant me legitimacy,
And, while you’re at it, amnesty.
Show me you’re too weary to resist.
Deport me, on a jet plane,
Two days, and I’ll be back again.
And, Man! Will I be pissed!
I’ll fly my flag all over town.
I’ll fly yours, too, but upside down.
My Numero Uno finger in your face!
But, don’t you see, that it’s my right,
And if it makes you get up tight,
You’ll be called hate mongers, based on race.
So grant me legitimacy,
And, while you’re at it, amnesty.
Show me you’re too weary to resist.
Deport me, on a jet plane,
Two days, and I’ll be back again.
And, Man! Will I be pissed!
Now, let me put your mind at ease.
Just give me your apologies,
And I’ll make nice, you’ll become my friends.
We’ll share this land in harmony,
Dos amigos, you and me,
Pay no attention to the voting trends.
So grant me legitimacy,
And, while you’re at it, amnesty.
Show me you’re too weary to resist.
Deport me, on a jet plane,
Two days, and I’ll be back again.
And, Man! Will I be pissed!
Yes, deport me, on a jet plane,
Two days, and I’ll be back again.
(Give it up, I must insist.)
-- LantzALot